We are born into each life with a distinct lesson to learn or a mission to accomplish.
There are rules to learn and abide by, energy to be raised,
and deeds to be done.
What we find along the way are those little bits that make this life worth the trip!
Sometime last week I lost sight of those little bits, couldn't find them no matter how I tried.
And so, simply gave up looking for them.
I meandered about, doing the daily stuff that needs to be done, sort of floating along. I was on auto-pilot for awhile you could say, wondering what my purpose was, what I was to do next, where my path was leading me, searching deep within myself for the why of things.
And then I heard from a friend of mine. He had lost his friend Doug. Doug had been his friend for years. For some time Doug had been dealing with medical issues. And yet, it seems he was gone suddenly. My friend spoke of Doug and the years they were friends, things they had done, said, times they had enjoyed together. Doug will be missed and thought of often.
And here is where I found my "Bits". In looking at my friends loss, I also saw his gains. His bits of wonderful memories he has to keep with him.
These are the bits and pieces I had thought I'd lost. The memories of everyday life. And here are some of my fondest:
Just a few weeks ago we had a power outage one night. The next morning, around 7am when the children were trying to get ready for school, the power came back on. Seems every light in the house burst on at once. And, without missing a beat, my son says "And MAN said "Let there be light". I laughed so hard I almost peed my paints!
Oh, maybe 2 years ago, I went to Dayton and had breakfast with my friend John. Then we went thrift store shopping, came back to his place, sat on the patio and had laughs, ate dinner I believe was a new recipe that included pork chops, and all to soon it was time to go home. I look at it now and see that it's getting time to have one of those wonderful days again.
Sitting on my friend heathers stoop about 8 months ago on a hot summer evening. We had a cold beer, conversation, listened to the wind go through the huge oaks on the boulevard, and as I recall, the baby was sleeping. It was quiet and peaceful.
A day spent talking and enjoying the company of my dear Sherri. Understanding and excepting evolutionary changes, talking of eons and the cosmos. And seeing Bruder- her new finland puppy- who still stands over 4 foot tall even when he's down on all 4's. Spending time.... spending energy.... creating memories.
And so, I have come to realize that it's time for me to enjoy life. I have run "hell bent with my hair on fire" for most of my 38 years. I believe I have finished what it was I was sent to do in this life, and now it is time to relax and enjoy the "bits".
Toodles!
